A Bone-deep Entanglement

Fake-incest setup | Female lead is not a virgin; male lead is | Eight-year age gap | A mix of sweet and steamy

A high-self-esteem party girl x a husband whose old house is suddenly on fire

They lived under the same roof as brother and sister for thirteen years.

Shi Lingyu waited on Song Yinzhi hand and foot.

She had extravagant tastes, and her brother handed her a black card without a word, telling her to spend as she pleased. When she was hungry or thirsty, he put on an apron and cooked for her himself. When she got tired from shopping, he rubbed fragrant essential oil into his hands, knelt before her, and carefully massaged her from head to toe.

Song Yinzhi was quite satisfied and gave her brother full marks for his attitude.

A brother should always humble himself and cater to his sister.

That is, until he caught her in bed with her lover.

After that, Shi Lingyu went from a gentle, caring older brother to a controlling patriarch.

He wouldn't let her go on dates or stay out all night. He wouldn't even let her accept friend requests from men. He might as well have wrapped her in layer upon layer of veils and shipped her back to the European Middle Ages.

Song Yinzhi was fed up. What had happened to her brother's attitude?

She decided to set him straight.

After one argument in which only she was shouting, she straddled Shi Lingyu and slapped him without hesitation. Grabbing the collar of his impeccably neat shirt, she pointed at his nose and yelled, “Are you crazy? There's something wrong with you!”

Shi Lingyu lowered his eyes and listened to her scolding. When she finished, he calmly analyzed the situation. “Zhizhi, you're right. There's something wrong with me, so let me take care of you, just like before.”

“You like the food your brother cooks, the dresses he picks out for you, the way he massages you. Do you know why? Because your brother raised you, and he knows everything you like. Naturally, he also knows where to touch you to make you feel good, and where to touch you to make you climax. No man outside can compare to your brother.”

He caught Song Yinzhi by the wrist, flipped her onto the sofa, and kissed her with trembling lips. “Zhizhi, can we stop being brother and sister?”

Looking at the man's refined face, now marked by an uncontrollable, desperate longing, Song Yinzhi turned away and slowly smiled.

She had grown up. She wasn't a child anymore.

She no longer wanted a proper, old-fashioned big brother.

She wanted something more exciting.

For example, she wanted a good dog.

So she would make Shi Lingyu be the one to ask her to come back.

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Shi Lingyu always knew he was being toyed with.

But he didn't care, as long as his little sister was happy.

He had seen her figure in a sultry dream,

and from that moment on, the world turned upside down. He never wanted to wake again.

Reader's Notes:

1. The female lead is not a virgin; the male lead has never been with anyone. Not a strong, independent female lead.

2. They are in a foster relationship. The leads are not related by blood and aren't registered in the same household.

The following is a coming-soon novel: Record of Bitter Fruit

A sister-chasing crematorium. A woman who loves boldly and fiercely x a man who stands above all. Happy ending.

In the late summer of 2006, the cicadas chirped so loudly it seemed they might split the sky.

When Shen Daihe fell at the turn of the stairs, Bai Yingyan happened to be passing by. She crashed headfirst into his arms, her cheeks flushed and her heart racing as if it might leap out of her chest.

“How can you be so careless?”

He steadied her and smiled as he tapped her on the nose.

In her eighth year living at Bai Yingyan's home, Shen Daihe blocked him on every platform and flew alone to Edinburgh without leaving a single word behind.

The airplane cabin was dim, but her eyes sparkled like she'd finally pulled out a tooth that had been loose for a long time. It hurt, but it felt good.

At the same time, Bai Yingyan leaned by the window, gazing at a thin line of white on the horizon. Incense smoke curled around him as he crushed his cigarette between his fingers.

Hah, that little lunatic. What romantic love could there be between siblings?

Go on, then. Good riddance.

At the time, Bai Yingyan was twenty-six. His company had just gone public, and everything was going his way. He still didn't know the pain of parting.

They met again three years later.

On Victoria Street in late autumn, the wind swept fallen leaves past their feet. Shen Daihe had her arm linked through the man beside her. Smiling, she lowered her head to adjust her scarf as she emerged from the corner.

Bai Yingyan stood beneath a streetlamp, hands in his pockets, waiting for someone.

Through the haze,

their eyes met.

Shen Daihe's eyelashes trembled. Instinctively, she turned her face away, clutched the man's sleeve, and hurried to go around him.

A pair of hands blocked her path.

The howling wind rushed into her collar, freezing her to the bone. Bai Yingyan managed a crooked smile. “You heartless little thing. We meet again after all this time, and you can't even call me big brother?”

I'll make your dead heart warm up and beat again.

Reader's Notes:

1. Seven-year age gap; foster relationship.

2. Bittersweet romance. The female lead has a romantic history abroad.

Theme: May you get everything you wish for.